Luyện nghe bài hát Sweat Beatrice

Hanging with my amour
She came out with a roar
Yelling, "I'm to the corner store,
Be back at to four"
"Don't slam your in the drawer"
She can be like a from the days of yore
Hanging out at 54
dancing on the slick brick disco floor
With Lionel
Who, by the way, was a
One time she gave to a snaggle tooth boar
Who couldn't breat right the Vietnam War
Then she played Chinese with Skeletor
And went camping with Eva
my sweet Beatrice
She's my sweet
She's my Beatrice
And she's home
I got a picture of her down by the
a bikini made of purple velour
Her hair's up like Conway pompadour
With the smile of Guy
She got the ups and downs an elevator
But deep inside a marshmellow smore
Can bake a cake as big as
Either or, nor
share it with your Labrador
She can run faster than a meteor
Loves Winnie the Pooh and his friend
Can make a out of an apple core
a trick she learned from Roberto Parrish
Down in
You know
She's my Beatrice
my sweet Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
And coming home
Well, for sure she the door
Whipped out a 3-ft lure
Sexually, that me insecure
the time I was a roadie
On Elton John's
She said, "Let's go catch Piscatore!"
I said, "Beatrice, you eat fish no more."
She said, "By God, right!"
So we took a snore
And we woke up 10 hours later
We Love Du Jour
She's my Beatrice
my sweet Beatrice
She's my sweet
And she came
She likes to clean out the every now and then
gonna knit me a brand new golfing bag
We watch ourselves a John Wayne movie
Then we free all the doggies at the kennel
She gonna try on my third grade
She'll keep 'em on even though they're way too
Well, she never gonna hurt me
She never gonna let me down
She never gonna tell nobody
I'm afraid of and spiders
Well,





And she Pat Summerall